Blood in the Streets

Blood in the streets,
Angels in the garden
She lovin' on me,
Yeah you know I got a hard on
She said they spillin' tea
Like milk I can't be cryin'
I be ballin' with my g's,
That's a three James harden

Posted in the pavements,
But dreaming of some stardom,
You gotta be the movement
Or they talk to you like you dumb
I was fucking on a 10,
So I didn't use a condom
I like the way she bend,
And the way she likes to blow sum
This is good snow,
Let's ski some
Be sure to bring your mask,
Niggas know what we be on
Freshest white powder so cold it Makes your face numb
I be in her glutes, we be fuckin to the Bass drum
I aspire to be the greatest, that's some Fuckin' motivation
I dedicate my life, while other niggas Be complacent
Yeah I'm paper chasing
My dreams are worth more than all The gold that I could hoard,
Or the diamonds I be facing
I'm just now learning how to trace Them,
The blueprint for a better life
Champagne and the hottest wife,
I'll keep the Everclear so I don't think Twice,
The remedy for a good night

They always down for the party, but The storm who's down to weather
I know I was tardy, I was probably With Heather
No need to be discreet I be keeping it Real,
Like the kid who beat they meat, yeah I know how it feels,
I was in the dump, like who gave a Fuck anyways
When you come from non, it's easy to Forget 'bout yesterday
Tomorrow's just a mystery,
Today is the past,
My presence, is a present, so let's go And make it last
A product of society, just running Through my course,
Sure, I fucked up my sobriety, let's run Up some discord
I'm just thinking honestly,
Just get it and go
This life knows no apologies,
You gotta get it how it's sold
The system is wicked, they keeping us Muted
I gotta speak up or I'm basically Toothless
What's the point of a language,
If you do not use it,
Might as well drown your sorrows, Basically useless
Education told me I could do anything,
Now it just seem like
They try to shoot down any dream,
This shit embarrassing
What are we governing?
A system so reckless, the youth keep Ignoring it,
But I'll keep on flooring it
How many niggas it take to build a Legacy,
Talkin' bout slavery,
It's just a memory,
But that shit really stays with me,
Crazy how it really was one of my own Kin to me
Luckily it's just a dream to me,
One where I wake up and thank God For chivalry
I'm saying this pitifully,
Hopefully your hearin' me,
We can't change the past, but the Future is bright you see
The present with no past is a place that Doesn't last,
It doesn't last
Blood in the streets, Angels in the Garden



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Writer(s): Thierry Watungwa
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